In the silence Do you still read all the stories that we wrote Would you write again, would you care Could you live again with me another life And do it all again
And in this madness We would draw our little stars again the same How they guide us to the end And all the comfort of your warmth is lost when you have left and they They will draw their own
And they will tell them how we used to have our wrongs And how we cherished all the good we had And we will teach them We will teach them how to write about their own They grow so fast
And in the silence Do you still write all these stories on your own Is there a place for me when I am gone And all we have are all the stories we recall I would do it all again
Would you dance with me another life Burn the pages where we went wrong Would you dance with me another song And let the stars shine on their own
